Basic Stances

For Bronze especially, settling into the Armada was something that would be a slow and arduous process. He didn't feel at ease here yet and he wasn't sure if he ever really would, but he had to give this place a try. If he failed to find himself at home here he knew it'd be as much his fault as anyone else's, so he was acutely aware he'd have to push himself outside his comfort zone and start getting to know his packmates.

For now, though, he was content to stick close to Silent. They'd only grown closer since they'd joined, and he was grateful he had a familiar friend to lean on when he needed it - not that he was the type to seek out help really, but her company alone was a big comfort to him.

Today was no exception. He'd been scouting near the edge of the woods, moving without a real goal in mind, when she found him. The smallest of smiles appeared on his features as he turned his attention to her, giving a dip of his head in greeting. "Morning to you too," he returned her greeting smoothly. "You're not interrupting anything at all. What're you thinking?" Bronze thought he knew her well enough to know she had something stirring behind those green eyes, but he wasn't quite sure what.